President's husband

Qin Niange quickly let go of his hand, but Li Mingyi's brows were still tightly frowned: "Why are you so nervous? Have you decided yet?"

Qin Niange froze for a moment, subconsciously wanting to avoid this topic: "I...I haven't made up my mind yet, can we talk about it next time?"

For so long, this was the first time that Li Mingyi treated her so well, Qin Niange really didn't want to break the beautiful situation in front of him.

But the sky didn't fulfill people's wishes, and Li Mingyi refused to skip this paragraph.

His face was stiff, and his brows were stained with anger: "There are only three key plus first-class universities in the entire Shengguang City. Is it so difficult to choose?"

Qin Niange bit his lower lip tightly, bowed his head and dared not say a word.

Seeing her silent appearance, Li Mingyi directly bullied her and pressed her tightly: "What are you thinking, tell me clearly!"

As soon as Qin Niange touched his scalding body temperature, he couldn't help feeling nervous, and honestly confessed his thoughts: "I...I don't want to be in Shengguang."

Hearing these words, Li Mingyi's good mood was immediately driven away, and the anger in the eyes staring at her was almost overflowing: "What did you say? Say it again to me?"

Qin Niange pursed his mouth, and his eye sockets suddenly felt sore.

If it was changed to before, she would definitely not dare to say anything.

But today I don’t know why, but I didn’t fear death and said everything in my heart: “Brother Mingyi, it’s really wrong for us to do this, you and sister Zhiwei, if she finds out, I really don’t know what to do manage."

Li Mingyi held her shoulders tightly, and his cold tone seemed to come from hell: "So, you still want to leave me wholeheartedly?"

Qin Niange's lips trembled, and gradually lost all blood, becoming as pale as his face: "I...I just don't want to be an executioner who destroys other people's feelings. Don't you hate this too? Brother Mingyi, let me go Okay? I will pass the exam and pay my tuition and living expenses by myself, and I won’t bother you anymore! It’s really wrong for us to be like this.”

Obviously what he said was the best way to solve the problem, but when he thought that if Li Mingyi agreed, he might have to face a permanent parting with him, Qin Niange's heart still hurt so much that it was about to burst.

Her tears couldn't help falling out, but Li Mingyi didn't know that she was crying not because she was afraid of his anger, but because she was sad to part with him.

Qin Niange's hot tears meandered down the corners of his eyes, and flowed onto Li Mingyi's hands.

Li Mingyi clenched his fists, an indescribable feeling rumbled in his chest.

It took a long time before he understood this feeling as contempt, and sneered at Qin Niange with disdain: "What? Can you finally bear it?"

Qin Niange looked at him in astonishment, as if he didn't know what he was talking about.

Li Mingyi stretched out his hand to grab her chin, and slowly approached her face, his voice was low and hoarse: "You don't want to be a lover? Then what do you want to be?"

"Madam Li?"

Hearing the words Mrs. Li, Qin Niange couldn't help but tremble all over, and his heart also trembled.

These three words were indeed the titles she had dreamed of all her life.

However, she is so clear that even if she spends her whole life, it is impossible for her to become the bride he wants.

So she never dared to hope that she could really walk with him.

However, Li Mingyi misunderstood the meaning of her trembling, and thought that he had easily exposed the thoughts in her heart, and his eyes turned red in an instant: "Why? I want to imitate your mother, drive away the main room, and then go to Li's house by myself. Regularization?"

As soon as Li Mingyi mentioned his mother, Qin Niange shrank his shoulders and denied repeatedly: "No, I didn't..."

Li Mingyi snorted coldly, pushed her aside abruptly, and stood up from the bed himself: "It's better not, let me tell you, in this lifetime, you will never have any status in our Li family! It's just a toy That's all, you'd better get rid of any thoughts you shouldn't have!"

After finishing speaking, Li Mingyi snorted heavily, turned around and walked towards the door connecting the two rooms.

boom--

With a heavy bang, the door closed heavily after Li Mingyi passed through.

It seemed as if the door of Li Mingyi's heart had also been tightly closed.

Qin Niange was left alone on this side of the door, tears streaming down his face...

Because of the unhappiness that day, the good relationship that the two had managed to build seemed to collapse inexplicably.

For the past two days, Li Mingyi has always regarded her as nothing, even if he met her at the dinner table, he almost didn't bother to look at her, even if he intentionally embarrassed her as before.

Although Qin Niange had already gotten used to his neglect of him.

However, after experiencing the tenderness before, this kind of neglect seemed to make her feel much more lost than before.

Sure enough, the more you get, the more greedy you will be.

Qin Niange sighed, absently brushing the plate in his hand.

Now she has just had breakfast, and before she had breakfast, Li Mingyi had already left the door with a cold face, even stingy with giving her a look.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near at the door, Qin Niange knew that it was Aunt Lan who had come.

Qin Niange quickly put away the disappointment on his face, and smiled at her at the door: "Aunt Lan, I've packed all the dishes, you don't need to bother."

Aunt Lan looked at her forced smile, sighed inwardly, and walked slowly to her side: "Didn't you say you don't need tutoring today? Why do you wake up so early?"

You must want to see the young master before he goes to work, right?

It's a pity that the young master doesn't know how to appreciate it.

Qin Niange lowered his head in panic, staring closely at the plate in his hand: "I...I just can't sleep."

Aunt Lan shook her head helplessly, she glanced at the oven at the side from the corner of her eye, and suddenly her eyes lit up, she turned to Qin Niange and asked, "Are there many homeworks Miss is going to do today?"

Qin Niange was stunned for a moment, then shook his head hesitantly: "The questions left by the teacher were almost done last night, and I am only going to review today."

Although the teacher left a lot of questions, she couldn't sleep because she was so upset. Being able to devote all her energy to the exercises also just made herself feel better.

Hearing what she said, Aunt Lan's smile deepened: "It's just right, I'm fine today, and I'm going to make some macarons that the young master likes, do you want to learn it together?"

"Macaron?" Qin Niange's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at her in disbelief, "Isn't my brother not very fond of sweets?"

After being together for two years, she really didn't know that Li Mingyi actually liked macarons.

No wonder Aunt Lan sent him a copy every time she made macarons. She thought it was just a habit of bringing him all the ready-made macarons.

It turned out that the reason turned out to be because he liked it.

"I don't like other sweets, but he has loved this since he was a child," Aunt Lan said, folding up her sleeves, "Just be careful not to make it too sweet, how about it? Do you want to learn from me? "

"Okay, okay! I want to learn!" Qin Niange hurriedly finished speaking, only to realize that his impatient performance was too obvious, a blush quickly stained his face, and he lowered his head uncomfortably.

Seeing her awkward appearance, Aunt Lan burst out laughing: "Okay, don't be nervous... When you learn it, I will leave all the troublesome things to you, and I will be happy."

Qin Niange blushed, and nodded slightly to Aunt Lan: "Mmm...OK."

If possible, she really wanted to take care of him in person for the rest of her life.

However, in her opinion, this small wish can only become an unfulfilled extravagant wish.

But at least she can make him a favorite pastry by herself now.

Because Qin Niange usually likes to help Aunt Lan and make some desserts like cakes and biscuits.

Although the almond biscuits like macarons are more demanding, they didn't make her too difficult.

Although the first time was really slow, when the most successful finished product was released, it was only after two o'clock in the afternoon.

Aunt Lan picked up a small biscuit made by Qin Niange herself, took a bite, and nodded in praise: "It's the first time I make it, it has such a good taste, it's really good, and it's not too sweet, the young master will definitely like it. "

Hearing what she said, Qin Niange's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?"

Aunt Lan glanced sideways at her and burst into laughter, Qin Niange's face turned red again, and he couldn't speak a word.

Knowing that her reaction made her shy, Aunt Lan cleared her throat quickly, and said to Qin Niange, "This is the best food I just made, and I'm sending it to the young master now, just in time for afternoon tea."

When Qin Niange heard that Li Mingyi could immediately taste his own skills, he felt a little embarrassed and excited, and nervously twisted his fingers and said, "Then... please trouble Aunt Lan."

"Me? But... I just don't have time," Aunt Lan cleared her throat again, and smiled kindly at her, "Anyway, you have nothing to do, why don't you send it to the young master yourself? How about it?"

Standing outside the door of the Zhan's Building with the snack box wrapped by himself, Qin Niange couldn't help becoming nervous.

Why did you agree to Aunt Lan's request and come here in person?

Li Mingyi is currently seeing her as a dislike, if he sees her face, let alone eat snacks, it may be a good thing if he doesn't lose his temper.

However, since the snacks have been sent over now, can she still bring them home intact?

Qin Niange tightly held the strap on the packing box, wandering around the door for a long time.